I have five big pieces of tape on my belly, and a wad of crap on my hand where they poked in a tube that must have been as big as a nail. The new orfi seem to be healing nicely, though I’m no judge. And the pain is not sharp or bad just a dull ache like I’ve been Buford Pussered to the gut.

A while ago, contemplating my navel, I discovered it sealed with some substance, which turned out to be a remnant of the adhesive they use to glue that damned sterile visqueen to you. Then it dawns on me: I’m bald from chest to crotch. This is gonna itch like a bitch.